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"Put it on." A flash of black flying through the air, and then, there in my hands, a blind fold. Play time. Mmmm yes, I so love play time. Lickety split, I covered my eyes, making sure I couldn't peek, turning my head, this way and that, trying to peer beneath the fold of fabric and failing. I wouldn't want to be caught cheating.

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Last night after my shower, I walked into the bedroom expecting to see my girlfriend curled up under the covers, which always gives me a feeling of contentment to end the day. However, instead of finding her half-asleep and ready to cuddle, I found her laying on the bed with the covers thrown back, wearing her black push up bra and some tiny little black lace panties....with an opening cut into the front of them to accommodate the thick, eight-inch-long, strap-on penis that she must have found in my nightstand drawer.

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He watched my chest heaving with each breath, breasts bobbing up and down in my tight black corset. I was dressed entirely in tight black leather, and the heady aroma of our juices, sweat and leather filled the air. I licked my lips as I stood before his bound and captive body, laughing devilishly to myself as I replayed tonight's events in my mind.

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Oh. My. Goodness. Was she seeing what she thought she was seeing? Creeping closer in the darkness, she realized she was, and while disturbing to watch, she felt her pussy twitch. Watching for a bit longer, until she felt sure she had to be back or be caught, she slowly and quietly made her way back to the street. She had recently moved to the neighborhood, a really nice neighborhood, almost at the end of the cul-de-sac.

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I remember when I took you off on a romantic get-away. At our one year anniversary I stole you away to a vacation cabin nestled away in a secluded valley of Hocking Hills. We spent time hiking through the trails hand in hand, observing the beautiful scenery, and listening to the sounds of nature. The sounds of birds singing in the trees, bee's buzzing, and the wind sifting through the leaves all added to the delicious adventure.

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"...When you greet me at your door I want you to be wearing your dildo-pants. Oh, and wear them under your tightest pair of jeans. I'm taking you out tonight, and yes; I do want you wearing them out in public. I'll see you in a bit," I said, and then hung up without giving her a chance to respond.

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I must admit, I was impressed as soon as I set my eyes on him. His wrists were bound tightly together with a piece of rope that was fixed to the ceiling through a single brass loop. His feet were drawn back toward his buttocks with another piece of rope pulled through the brass loop, keeping them firmly in situ.

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Chad, breathing easily and looking mighty fine for a man of thirty-seven, ended his run at his usual bench beside a tool house in the remote Myrtle Beach park tucked into a golf course almost within sight of the ocean enough for most not to realize it was a separate public park. As usual, he ran in just athletic shorts and running shoes.

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They'd been our neighbors for over 9 years. We'd both moved into the community when it was first built, and watched as it filled out and grew, as did our children, moving up from elementary school through middle school and into high school. We were as close as most neighbors could be, easily at home with each other, free to come and go in each other's yards and garages, and even into the house. Our only child and their youngest, Cory, were only a year apart.

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I watched my fingers creep slowly down the slope of my belly, edge into the wispy brown forest covering my mound and disappear into my wet and waiting hole. Then I snuggled deep into my warm bed, turning slightly into my pillow and reached out to Jane Carter.

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